Калуські Вечорниці (feat. Tember Blanche)

I'll come with a clear head
So that I have the will to your heart
But what the hell kind of lover are you
If you don't invite me to a slow dance

Such a sweet slap, from the belly a butterfly
Flying out with wings, as if kissing me
And the price of heating was falling, probably because
I got warmth from you in winter

And mom says: why do you need all this, move on
I say mom, I love examining her details
On the pier, while the wind whispers words to us
I'll believe we're sitting in Bali

Let the wind sweep away everything that wasn't right
All the minutes where I was without you
Let everything else bloom around
Let our idyll come alive

I'll come with a clear head
So that I have the will to your heart
But what the hell kind of lover are you
If you don't invite me to a slow dance

Mom, where's my body? Well
I lost it in millions of light years
No big deal
I was braiding her hair

But now, like a diet
Without her warmth, we always take so few steps
And into nowhere
I fly by myself

I'll come with a clear head
So that I have the will to your heart
But what the hell kind of lover are you
If you don't invite me to a slow dance

I'll come with a clear head
So that I have the will to your heart
But what the hell kind of lover are you
If you don't invite me to a slow dance

Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh

Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh

I won't go to the night out
To the local cow
If it won't be like before
People-people don't interest me